She hasn’t heard your voice in years and years
the softly whispered tones
She had enough of the lovely tears
and every night alone.
She hasn’t slept with peaceful dreams
there has not been a moment’s rest
She struggled with the lonely schemes
and the multitude of tests.
Once she saw the shadowed skies
in blue and black and white
She saw the settled lies
in such a different light.
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Such sad imagery. Beautiful.